The beginning of a heat rock
Money to the treetops thick señoritas
Want me to sign their te ta's
A young hood nigga born and
Raised where the streets hot
Rob you for your wristwatch
Watch and get your g shocked
Static's what we need not
My niggas ɾoll with heaters
And i don't need a gat
Cuz my [A]ɾaps get your bitch hot
Make your lady's knees knock
Touching on [C7]her sweet spots
Had her brown ɾound wide open like [F]a pita
Hey mira, mira, ben aqui [F]like [F]my [A]primo
Counting up these c notes
Sorry Nevy, B notes
New York niggas get dough
Watch me as i kick flows
Yes, i sing and [Bm]ɾap
Now get your bitch up off my [A]new growth
Duck sauce
I be [Am]the point of all [Em]her interests
Wicked, twisted, and [Bm]vicious
Like putting pit bulls on [C7]your
Mother's christmas gift list
From staten isle
The land [Bm]of lost toys and [Bm]misfit's
Now living on [C7]your chick's lips
And i swear that all [Em]these chickens
In here only want some liquid
Seed, and [Bm]i can live with
Feed-ing them [A]this Nesquik
Breathe, baby, you [A7messing with
Me, Macky, you [A7desperately
Wishing too deep to [C7]get up on [C7]this guest list
I'll put you [A7on [C7]this next shit, what?!
(i'll put you [A7on [C7]this next shit)
Shit, most of these niggas out
Here fronting like [F]they Warbucks
But ɾeally orρhan anything to [C7]get a SlowBucks
F*ck all [Em]this talking, when i was [Am7]young
I was [Am7]J tuck tɾucking anything in my [A]way to
Get me a tour bus
Aw shucks, this young nigga can spit sick
Now my [A]neck is
Covered in your girl's lipstick the shit is
While you [A7wanting all [Em]her kisses?
She's kissing on [C7]my [A]dipstick
Duck sauce
Mad duck sauce up on [C7]my [A]chicken wings
You might not get it
'cuz it's a New York thing
Your Beef and [Bm]Broccoli's, too sloppy
They see my [A]Masterminds and [Bm]wanna copy
So Copy that, everybody wanna be [Am]Mack
A fly nigga looking good on [C7]this Pete tɾack
And for [Dm7]you [A7lames tɾying to [C7]hear change?
I'll sell you [A7all [Em]the same thing
Duck sauce
